Name: Lianne Soveign
Age: 58, looks 18 years old
(A question, who is Evon? Is that supposed to be my name?)
The rain pattered outside the car agreeing with Lianne's mood. Lightning lanced through the clouds as if heralding her arrival to the ominous mansion. The closer she came, the less she liked the idea of being under the care of another man. She looked down at herself and frowned. She was no longer a child. Young, yes, by vampire standards, but certainly no child. Her parents had raised her to be an independent woman, quite able to move among the realm of both human and vampire without posing any danger to herself or to others--other than her prey, of course. They certainly were very protective of her. As much as she loved them, she wished that they did not hand over the reins to vampire she had not even known. She had heard of him, yes, but never met him before today.
Her fists clenched as the car pulled to a stop and opened by a man in a fine suit, his gloved hand holding onto an umbrella. A butler, of course, no less. He bowed to her in acknowledgement, but not respect. "Miss Soveign. The Master is expecting you. I trust that your ride went well?" His eyes searched her as if he intended to weight and measure every inch of her to see if she fit being under the household of a powerful vampire. In the end, his eyes did not betray any conclusion he had come up with. He stood there patiently, waiting for her to respond or move as she graced him with neither an answer or movement.
In the end, she gave in and removed herself from her seat and put herself under the shade of the umbrella. Lightning came before the deafening thunder, again heralding a turning point in her life. As the butler closed the car door behind her, she took the chance to look at the mansion. It was old and looked as if it had seen better days, but it was certainly not neglected. The mansion had been updated with Gregorian architecture weathered by the rain and the winds.
The door closed behind her and she followed the butler inside the mansion without another word. He opened the door and she was greeted by three maids and two more butlers. They were dressed in clichŤ maid and butler clothing that no one could mistake them for their roles in the mansion. None of them wore a smile as she came in. Everyone was there to greet her only because they were fulfilling their duties. She didn't blame them for being cold. She was in no mood to be warm to anyone either. Her parents were dead and she was forced to stay in a place that never left her any reminders of her home and the happy, quiet life she had left.
Behind her, the patter of the rain had been muted as the butler who fetched her closed the doors. One of the maids stood before her, nodding her head in acknowledgement. Again, she didn't feel welcome and she didn't want to stay. The feeling was only mutual. Her voice was as smooth as the butler as who fetched her from the car. "Miss Soveign, the Master is awaiting your presence in the lounge. Please, follow me."
Lianne nodded without a word and followed the woman in silence, each step echoing in the empty halls decorated with the occasional painting and statue that were probably as old as the manor. A musty smell hung in the air giving the mansion an isolated feel. That she could associate with. She glanced at the girl who didn't look back as she opened the door to let her in. She stopped in her tracks, meeting him for the first time. She stared at his red eyes for a moment before taking in the rest of him. He told her to sit and she did, obedient for now, but she didn't touch the wine. She would lay her case before him, hoping that he would see the sense in letting her go.
"I appreciate your concern," Lianne said after he had said his piece, "but this is not necessary at all. I assure you, I can take care of myself. I may be a child to you, but I can take care of myself, thank you very much. I know you don't want me here as much as I don't want to be here, so why don't we say you are taking care of me while I live at my old place without your presence. It's not that complicated." She smiled. "I accept all your gifts of education, the rest I can manage by myself. So please, let's spare each other the facade that you care about me and I'm eager to live here. I'm sure you will agree." Her voice betrayed her eagerness to leave and she hoped the conversation would end there. There really was not much else to discuss. She wanted to go back and be in the place where her family held their precious memories together. It was the only thing they left for her and this man would not take it away.